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Bright Nights and Soft Lights	By : Azure.Zink Category: InuYasha > Yaoi - Male/Male > InuYasha/Sessh?maru > InuYasha/Sessh?maru Views: 7854 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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The preparations were complete. Sesshomaru wanted to sigh as he realized he could sense them getting closer. The emotions of the older Inuyasha had been bugging him, more like, they’d been bugging his youkai. Since he was pregnant his youkai was going a bit haywire. “Milord, a large group was seen heading this way.” A general reported.
“I can sense them from here.” Sesshomaru stated coldly.
“Yes…they’re quite powerful.” The woman nodded.
It would be an hour before they arrived…and Sesshomaru could sense that the younger Inuyasha had come along with them. Part of him doubted the hanyou would come along, but his youkai was ecstatic. It was lashing out at his control, demanding he go greet his ‘new mate’ who he hadn’t seen in so long. Many of his advisers knew Inuyasha would be coming to the castle, some were quite apposed but the Hashira put an end to their comments quickly. All that had gone searching for those from the future, returned and the castle was bustling with activity. Many were treating it as the younger prince’s welcome home, there wasn’t necessarily a lot of animosity towards hanyou within the lower class of youkai but for the noble classes, there were a lot of issues. Sesshomaru didn’t think anyone would be foolish enough to try and harm him but that was physically, he wasn’t sure how Inuyasha would fair in this environment socially.
He went to his study to work on paperwork that had piled up until a servant came to inform him that they’d arrived and were being shown to their designated rooms.
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To say he was nervous would be an understatement. Inuyasha was fully anxious being in such a fortress that was the western palace. It was gigantic, and the level of youki in the area put him on edge. He could see the multitude of eyes on them. The older version of himself didn’t seem bothered, in fact, instead of shrinking from the attention as he was, he looked to be standing taller. He looked like an unflappable demon lord. Inuyasha couldn’t help the way his eyes looked down at himself, at his dirty feet and hands. “Can I really be that?” He could see Sesshomaru’s cold mask on his own face. There were many things that he didn’t like about the older version of himself…but overall, he liked the older version of himself, even though he was annoying as all hell.
He looked at him human companions who looked guarded as well. When they got to a certain point, guards came and escorted them the rest of the way. He’d never come in this direction because felt like Sesshomaru’s territory, and he was always the last person he wanted to run into. He’d always known where the ancestral lands were, his instincts could lead him there, but it was his first time truly seeing the lands of his father.
“Ew…it’s so gross here.” Arashi commented, looking at the dirt roads of the outskirts in disgust.
“We said the same thing!” The twins chimed from where they were walking.
The youngest pup had just woken up from a nap and was looking around quietly as the residual sleep left her. “Daddy I’m sad.”
Inuyasha scowled, “Why are you sad?”
“I miss Su-chan...” Su-chan was his daughter’s stuffed animal that she was very attached to. She typically slept with it every night especially when he was away as it was made partially with his hair and youkai to keep her calm. His other children had similar objects to help with anxiety when Sesshomaru was away, and while his son might not admit it, he still had his and kept it under his pillow.
“We’ll see Su-chan soon, and then you can tell him all about your adventure okay?” Inuyasha suggested. His daughter nodded sleepily, but still whimpered a bit. She really did love playing with that toy.
“Kiki wants to walk.” Inuyasha set her down and she immediately went to hold her older brother’s hand as they walked. Arashi gave her a little squeeze and she quietly walked next to him. Inuyasha shrugged off the weird behavior and continued forward with his head held high.
Soon they were let into a large gate that separated the palace from the town. It was truly magnificent. A man was there to greet them with a multitude of servants. “Hello, my name is Makoto, adviser to the lord of the west. Please, allow us to show you your accommodations.” They could hear whispers of the other advisers and the council as they commented on the lord’s younger brother. The others were lead in one direction, but the servant asked the young Inuyasha to come in a different direction. “Where are you tryna’ take me?” He asked when she tried to lead him away.
“Your rooms milord.” Everyone was looking at him and it was starting to set his nerves off.
The older Inuyasha sighed, “Just go little me. You’ll be fine.” He waved his hand dismissively and continued on to the guest wing of the large structure. The younger Inuyasha frowned as he watched everyone leave, making eye contact with his pack as they were guided away with worried looked on their faces. His clawed hand came to rest upon the hilt of his sword.
“Follow me milord.” She stated. He followed her through the halls, too on edge to take in anything that they were passing. They came upon a door, and while he wasn’t the best at reading, he could see was clearly engraved. ‘Inuyasha’. His name stood out on the wooden doors and he bit his lip. The servant opened the door for him and bowed, it made Inuyasha uncomfortable. He’d never been shown such a high level of respect before. When he entered, the servant came behind him. “Is there anything milord would like? Perhaps I could draw a bath?”
“Uhh…sure…” Inuyasha mumbled, looking around the ornate room. The walls were painted magnificently, with blues, oranges, and reds. The sun depicted on one side of the room and the moon on the other. The servant went into one of the doors and Inuyasha could hear running water. He’d never seen anything like what Kagome had in her home, in this time. He followed the servant, the bathing chambers looked like a hot spring. It was so strange…to be here in the home of his father. The servant was adding a variety of things to the water and he turned to leave and look around a bit more. Behind another door was a large bed. Inuyasha was almost too afraid to touch anything with his dirty hands. He could see a balcony with a forest like garden below it. Turning away from it he came back into the common space and opened another door, it was a small, quaint dining area. The air was fresh, and there weren’t many scents in these rooms…as if no one had ever lived here.
Inuyasha bit his lip as he thought. Had this always been here for me? The last door he entered had many shelves and clothing. He opened drawers and could see a multitude of jewelry, undergarments, and shoes. He felt out of place…as if he shouldn’t be here. “Milord, the bath is ready.” Inuyasha nearly jumped out of his skin. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he’d forgotten that he wasn’t alone.
“Okay…” Inuyasha nodded. He returned to the bathing room which connected to the bedroom as well. He stood looking at the water when the servant touched his shoulder making him flinch and growl defensively.
She bowed immediately, “I apologize milord. I only thought to help you bathe.”
Inuyasha looked at her as if she grew two more heads, “I don’t need help bathin’…you can go or whatever.”
“I understand milord. Might I set out clothing for you to wear when finished?” She asked. Her lord had told her to be patient with the young prince, and to not get in his way, but to be as helpful as she could. Lord Sesshomaru had chosen her specifically because of her sworn loyalty to the shiroinu bloodline as she was the descendant of Hashira, and it was their bloodlines god given duty to care for the shiro inu of the west.
“Y-yeah…” With his confirmation she bowed once again and turned to leave, closing the door and leaving the prince to himself. Now that he was alone, after hearing her leave the main room, he felt his shoulders drop with the weight they’d been carrying. “What the hell am I doing here…?” Inuyasha began to pull his clothing off, letting them drop to the floor. He looked around the large room before seeing full jars of various colored liquids. He read the characters written on it, ‘Hair’. He sniffed it before gagging and setting it down. The smell was horrifically strong, and it made his head throb. Picking up another labeled the same he smelled it, it was a lot more subtle. He tested a few others but settled for the second one. It was just a lot more pleasant to his senses. He looked around the room, wondering if it were like Kagome’s home where he would need to wash before going into the water. He could see a stool tucked away but couldn’t find where the water would come from. Eventually he found an exposed pipe and pulled a lever. The water was as hot as the bath water, which he was grateful for.
Flattening his ears, he sat on the stool under the torrent of water. He pulled the lever again to shut the water off before taking the soft hair stuff and rubbing it in his hands. He smelled it once again before working it through his tangled matted hair. As painful as it was, he tried to comb through it with his claws, it was what he usually did. After washing his hair, he used the nicest smelling wash for his body before rinsing. When he sank into the hot water, he couldn’t believe how his body untensed. He didn’t know what the woman added to the water, but it made his muscles feel better and softened his calloused feet and hands. “It’d be nice to do this every day…” Inuyasha whispered to himself.
He had no clue how long he’d been soaking in the water, but it had started to cool when he finally decided to leave. He dried off with the towel the woman had left by the door before going into the bedroom and looking for the clothing the woman had left out. She laid the clothing on the bed, it was similarly styled to his firerat, but looked like it was made more for training than travel. Inuyasha examined the clothing before putting everything she’d left on. The fundoshi gave him trouble as he wasn’t used to wearing them, but he assumed he had it. It was slightly uncomfortable but felt better than going without. When he was fully dressed, he only got a chance to glance at himself in the mirror before he heard knocking. Using his nose, he couldn’t smell anyone. “Little me it’s me.” He heard.
“Come…in?” He said suspiciously. Why would he come see him?
The older version of himself opened the door and sighed when he looked at him. “Come here.” The older man began to harshly readjust his clothing as if he were a small child while explaining how to wear the clothing. “It’s important that you dress properly here. Very important.”
“Why?” He asked.
“Because we’ll always have enemies.” Inuyasha stated through grit teeth. He then pulled Inuyasha to the room with all the clothing. “That servant girl that was in here is really helpful. Let her help you get dressed okay? Don’t wear anything on this side of the closet. In fact, make her get rid of that shit.”
The younger Inuyasha was very confused. “Why?”
“It’s outdated. It shouldn’t be here in the first place.” Inuyasha growled. At his younger self’s confusion Inuyasha sighed, “Listen. If you decide to mate with Sesshomaru there are going to be a lot of hoity toity bastards that are gonna have a problem with it. We can’t always just go knocking heads. Even though I really want to. Don’t trust any of Sesshomaru’s advisers aside from Makoto, and the council is shit. The Hashira, Sesshomaru, and being Touga’s son are your best weapons throw it around like it’s money.”
“Hashira?” Inuyasha asked, mind reeling as the older version spoke.
“Some good people.” Inuyasha’s grin was feral. The older gripped a chair and closed his eyes as his memories began to readjust. When he opened his eyes, his grin was much larger. “This is gonna be so much fun.” He pulled the younger to a vanity and took a comb to his hair. “Let her take care of your hair too.” The older tamed his unruly mess of hair and for the first time in forever, Inuyasha could run his claws cleanly through his hair. The older added some oil and then he was done. Before he left, he also taught the younger how to wear shoes and even though they were ridiculously uncomfortable, he should wear them. As he was leaving, he took in the image of himself. He really looked like a prince. “Hold your head up high, we’re not ashamed of anything.” He winked at himself before heading back to his family.
The younger found a mirror and took himself in, head to toe. Admittedly, only one thought surfaced in his mind. It was the same thought he’d had when he first saw himself. “I…look like my father…” The thought made him smile just a bit. He’d never known the man, but he gave up his life for he and his mother, he respected him.
Soon more knocking was heard. “Come in.” He said with less hesitation than before. “Milord, dinner will be served shortly.” He took the woman in. His other self said to trust her.
“What’s your name?” Inuyasha asked.
“Hikari daughter of Hashira.” She introduced herself with a bow.
“Okay, Hikari. In the closet, all the clothing on the right, throw them out.” Inuyasha said, wondering what her response would be.
“With haste milord.” She stood, “Shall I escort milord to the dinning hall before completing the task given?”
“Y-yeah. Sure.” Inuyasha stated.
As she guided him through the halls, he could smell a variety of food. His stomach growled loudly, he wondered what would be served. Soon his thoughts went from food, to the lord of the castle. He wondered if Sesshomaru would be joining them for the meal. He clenched his fists and grinded his teeth. If he was honest, he didn’t want to see Sesshomaru at all. He’d delivered his ward and their older selves; he should leave the following morning. “Milord should always hold his head high.” Hikari stated as they walked. Inuyasha hadn’t realized when his eyes met the ground. He remembered what his older self said and tried to walk as he did. Head held high and sure-footed.
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Sesshomaru had never finished his paperwork so quickly. A servant informed him that everyone had been taken to their assigned rooms, including the young Inuyasha. They said he was currently bathing and Sesshomaru felt as if that was a victory. Inuyasha could have very well just left quickly afterward. He felt the quill snap in his hand with the grip he had. He’d never felt this uneasy when it concerned his younger brother. After receiving reports on all others and listening to complaints about humans’ being in the castle, he thought he was finally able to retire to his own chambers but was pulled away for a meeting with his advisers and the council.
“You mated your half sibling.” Was the statement from the head of council. The man only received a blank stare in return. What did he expect Sesshomaru to say?
“To bring a hanyou to the cusp of power! The throne of the west!” Another exclaimed.
Sesshomaru held up his hand to silence them. “If I should perish tomorrow. Whose blood right is it to sit upon the throne?” He asked. All in the room were silent. “I will not repeat myself.”
“Inuyasha.” One stated.
Sesshomaru’s whip was precise as it struck the man across the face. “Disrespect shown to him is a slight against myself. Answer properly.”
Through his pained whimpers he spoke, “Lord Inuyasha.”
“Milord how can you suddenly say he has worth when you yourself called him worthless!?” Another asked incredulous.
Sesshomaru paused and thought about this attitude adjustment. He really thought about everything that had happened since Inuyasha’s birth before speaking. “I was a fool.” Many gasps were heard in the room, for Lord Sesshomaru, the perfection of the West, to admit fault was no small matter. “If anything, for this weakness I have shown, I am not worthy of this throne. There is only one more deserving of such a title than I.” With that he turned his back and headed for the door. Before leaving the room, he paused, “Inuyasha was never banished from the West and you will not treat him as if he was or your lives are mine.” Formally, Inuyasha was still a prince of this country. That was the one thing Sesshomaru had never taken from him. A gift from his parents. As he left his advisers hurried to follow, the young lord could feel guilt begin to eat away at him. The same guilt that always lead him to seeking out his younger sibling and checking on him.
He listened to his advisers chatter on about the council and their continued disrespect, however Sesshomaru was no fool, he trusted no one in these walls not even them. He was stopped by a servant informing him of dinner, and when he was about to continue, he saw him, as if time had slowed. It made his stomach flip. He’d only walked past the corridor he stood in on the way to the dining hall, but he stood at his full height, dressed in proper clothing. He looked like he belonged here. It was hard for Sesshomaru to believe that it was the younger and not the older Inuyasha who looked so confident, if not for his height he could have easily mistaken them. He hadn’t planned on going to dinner, but now he was unsure. He wanted to be able to look at Inuyasha closer. Closing his eyes, he steeled his body and held in the stressed sigh that was building as his youkai raged at him. He pulled it in and went to change for dinner, dismissing his advisers. Could he even eat with the way his stomach turned? A frightening thought of pregnancy entered his mind before brushing it away and settling on guilt. What could Inuyasha have become if he’d taken him in as a child? His mind created various scenarios as he dressed. One thought entered his head throwing him off, different. Inuyasha would be a different person. Would that be alright? Would he still have these same feelings if that were the case? How willing would Inuyasha have been to be his mate? Sesshomaru sighed. Too much had been happening to him lately. He was nervous about seeing the older Inuyasha as well as the younger. When fully dressed he made his way to the dining hall quickly. When he entered all were seated, though Inuyasha was not where he should be. That was fine for now though, it didn’t matter. His advisers, their older selves and their kids, as well as Inuyasha’s human pack were all seated in the room.
When Sesshomaru entered, Inuyasha didn’t realized how anxious he was until that moment. He didn’t want to look at the lord but also didn’t want to make it seem like he wasn’t trying to stare. The older Sesshomaru had greeted him and told him he looked nice which only made him feel awkward. Everyone was cleaned up and wearing fresh clothing. Sesshomaru said nothing when he entered and only sat down. Rin greeted him cheerfully and he only nodded to acknowledge her. Soon, the servants began bringing out a variety of food. Inuyasha had never seen so much youkai food and could feel his youkai groan in delight at the sight. As everyone ate, Inuyasha wasn’t prepared to be addressed directly. It was one of the adviserswho addressed him before asking a question, “How long are you planning to remain in the West Lord Inuyasha?” Inuyasha didn’t like the way the man said it. However, he wasn’t sure how to respond to the question, because he didn’t know if a straight answer was what the man wanted. He looked at his older self, wondering if he’d be able to give him a hint but he was joyfully helping Kiki, but was listening. ‘So, I should handle this myself?’
“I don’t know.” He stated before continuing with his meal.
“Milord, you can’t possibly think to going back out to those wilds!? To leave this magnificent place.” Another adviser stated, “Surely you aren’t so foolish!”
“Why don’t you just shut the fuck up.” Inuyasha suggested as calmly as he could, looking directly at the adviser, and wondering what the man was going to say next.
“Milord such language should not be used here.” The adviser exclaimed, never having heard such language from the royals of the west. “Only the ratcheted, unruly, commoners use such filthy language.”
“Wow it’s like he asked for your opinion.” The older Inuyasha stated. ‘So now he wants to help?’ The younger thought bitterly. The adviser looked at him and lost some nerve at the grin on the man’s face. “So, since you like giving opinions, let me have another of yours. If little me throws that bowl of rice at the wall. What should happen?”
“Ah, a servant should be called to clean the mess.” He was thrown off by the sudden question.
“That’s really good. I love that idea. And what if that large bowl of, what is it, natto is thrown instead?” Inuyasha asked, the mischievous glint in his eyes worrying the advisers. The adviser looked to the younger Sesshomaru for assistance but he simple continued eating, not giving any attention to what was happening around him. Both the older and the younger could feel the utter joy the older Inuyasha was feeling with messing with the advisers. In their time, Inuyasha had already killed this particular adviser before Arashi had been born.
“The same…” The adviser stated.
“Little me, let’s see how hard you can throw that.” Inuyasha looked at his older self before looking at the large bowl. He looked at the older Sesshomaru who sat next to him and could see the man purse his lips as he held back a smile. Inuyasha shrugged and threw the bowl as hard as he could to a wall, where it shattered loudly, leaving its contents everywhere. The kids started laughing loudly and Kiki threw her bowl of rice to the ground in a giggling fit. “Good girl! Sometimes its nice to make messes huh?”
“Uh huh!” She smiled happily as Inuyasha ruffled her hair.
“Little me, you gotta have a servant clean the mess up now.” The older stated, “Everyone in this castle is a servant so it shouldn’t be too difficult to find the right servant, right?” The older Inuyasha was smiling brightly at the younger who was just a bit lost.
Everyone is a servant? He questioned in his head. So, so is the adviser? Inuyasha looked at the man whose eyes widened. “Clean it up.” Inuyasha words hit the adviser as if it were a blade.
“Milord, there are cleaning staff paid to handle such tasks.” The adviser sputtered.
“Ooo little daddy, I think that was back talk. I think that’s illegal. Who does he think he is? Questioning the authority of the west. Is it treason?” Arashi spoke from where he sat, trying his best not to burst into laughter. He’d heard about his father’s old advisers who thought themselves on the same level as his parents, but he never thought he’d see it in action.
“Little prince I was not talking ba-“
Arashi cut the adviser off, “Who gave you permission to speak directly to me? Do you think I am one you can address so casually?” Arashi glared at the man who stiffened.
“Treason, treason. That’s punishable by death little me, but we don’t want to get our hands dirty. Hashira.” Within seconds, several weapon wielding youkai surrounded the adviser with weapons at the ready.
“At your word, my lord.” One spoke, his voice sure and full of venom. For Hashira, all who opposed the shiroinu of the West should perish.
“Little me, I’ve decided to correct somethings that the other me never told me, that I wish he had. First being, everyone in this castle is beneath you. There is no one here who can order you around or speak to you without permission unless they wanna lose a limb. The advisers are nothing more than glorified servants, and disobeying you is treason, and they can be executed.” The younger Inuyasha’s eyes were wide. Why was he telling him this? The younger could only wonder. The older had been humiliated at this dinner. Mocked for his hair, clothing, and lack of shoes. The adviser had basically called him an ignorant hanyou who was lower than even commoners. While he never wanted to admit it, his self-worth took a blow, and he felt more and more like he didn’t belong in the west. Which led to him running away at one point, which still happened, but he was gone for less time now. It didn’t take as much convincing from Sesshomaru to get him to return.
What surprised the older Inuyasha the most was seeing the younger Sesshomaru there, as he hadn’t attended before, so the advisers felt more emboldened to look down on him. He was angry at his older self for not having stepped in, but he was a different person now, and he wouldn’t suffer again. Sesshomaru only found out about the incident long after it had happened, and he hadn’t been opposed to Inuyasha making some slight changes to the script. “So, what is it going to be Faruko? Cleaning duty or treason.” The older asked, laughter becoming too hard to hold back.
“Lord Sesshomaru! Please!” Faruko turned to the only person in the country who could override Inuyasha’s order.
Sesshomaru had been listening quietly and looked at the man, “Are you so opposed to following his commands?” He asked.
“I don’t believe he yet understands my role here in the palace. Such duties are left to those who are paid to complete them.” The adviser stated, overjoyed that his lord would step in.
“So, you’ve chosen treason?” Sesshomaru watched the man’s face fall. The older Inuyasha could no longer hold his laughter in as he roared with joy. Usually, Sesshomaru wouldn’t have made an adviser do such a menial task but Faruko had been aiming to far towards the sky and could use a reality check. Sesshomaru returned to his meal with a sip of tea.
The younger Inuyasha was shocked to silence. Had Sesshomaru…stood up for him? Inuyasha didn’t know how to feel about that, it made him unsure and nervous. The adviser bowed his head in shame and went to the kitchens to grab cleaning supplies. All the kids were laughing and Sairiu and Sairin threw more food at the wall. The Hashira put their weapons away and stood behind Inuyasha. The younger looked around wondering if they were going to leave or not. “Inuyasha, they’ll only leave once they’re dismissed.” Inuyasha nearly flinched at the younger Sesshomaru addressing him directly and with his name.
“…you can go?” Inuyasha stated, unsure if that was how he should’ve said it.
They bowed and were about to take off, “Hiroshi!” Was a loud squeal of recognition, making the one who asked Inuyasha’s permission pause and look back. “It is you!” Sairin exclaimed. “Shishi-niisan it’s Hiro-chan!” She pointed excitedly. Everyone was looking at the exchange oddly. “He’s so little and cute!” The man bristled a bit at being called cute by the tiny princess. The older Sesshomaru and Inuyasha looked between their kids and the Hashira.
“Hiroshi son of Hashira.” He dropped to one knee as he bowed.
“How do you know him?” The older Sesshomaru asked. Their kids wouldn’t typically come into contact with Hashira unless they were calling them repeatedly, and even then, there was no guarantee they’d get the same ones repeatedly. Aside from that, if he was at this rank right now, he was probably already at the top of Hashira, and wouldn’t come unless called by him or Inuyasha in the heat of war.
“Because aniki is in looooveeee with him!” Arashi looked completely mortified at the statement and the bright red blush that took over his features told his parents a lot immediately.
“No, I’m not so don’t go saying weird crap like that you idiot.” Arashi hit her on top of the head and she began to cry. “Oh, shut up, I didn’t hit you half as hard as dad does.” Sairin cried more and ran to their father. Sesshomaru rubbed her head and gave his son a look.
“Arashi, whether it’s true or not is no reason to hit her.” Sesshomaru scolded as she cries in his arms.
“Whatever…” He awkwardly made eye contact with Hiroshi who was still standing there patiently waiting to be dismissed. ‘He’s so much younger here…’ Arashi thought to himself. The older Inuyasha watched the interaction closely and snorted, of course his son would have a crush on a Hashira quadruple his age. Currently he looked to be around 200 years old, so his son had a crush on someone old enough to be his father, by a lot. The older Inuyasha shrugged it off, there’s nothing wrong with him having a crush. The man was probably already properly mated as well.
“Hashira, dismissed.” The older Sesshomaru stated. Hiroshi bowed and vanished.
Soon the room calmed down as the meal continued. The kids giggled and laughed periodically at the adviser as he cleaned the room. Inuyasha’s human pack had been quietly focusing on their food. They honestly couldn’t believe what had just occurred and had never seen Inuyasha be so nasty to someone before. It left a bad taste in Kagome’s mouth and she found it hard to believe Inuyasha would act this way even in the future.
When the meal was over, she wanted to talk to Inuyasha alone. Everyone had been so sure they were from the future, but if that were the case wouldn’t there be youkai in the future? They were only myths and legends in her time. She tried to speak to him, but he was quickly whisked away by a servant back to his rooms where she wasn’t allowed. The rooms she, Miroku, and Sango had been place were nice but clearly weren’t the nicest. Even the servants were quite rude about helping them and answering their questions. They were quickly ushered back to their rooms for the night.
Upon entering his room, Inuyasha felt the weight of that dinner fall from his shoulders. There was a lot at play there that he didn’t understand, but he did when he got older. The Hashira…where did they come from? He thought about the servant and looked out into the hall. There were two guards standing at his door. “Who the hell are you?”
“We are Imperial Knights. Like the Hashira, we are under the direct command of the royals of the west.” One answered calmly.
“Why are you standing here?” Inuyasha wondered.
“We are your personal guards and first line of defense. We are to stand guard so that your rest is fulfilling by the order of the king.” The knight watched his face turn into a scowl, “There is danger even within these walls and I’m certain Lord Sesshomaru doesn’t want anyone having any ideas as to your position here milord.” He explained, wondering what the prince was so confused about. The knights didn’t know much about the younger prince, only that he was a half-demon and didn’t reside close to the castle. Most assumed he stayed in the lands of his mother.
“Okay…” He closed the door and sighed. He wanted to talk to Hikari. Inuyasha went into the room with the large bed. “I should leave tomorrow.” He whispered under his breath. He began stripping, leaning Tetsuaiga against the bed. When he was finally down to a comfortable level of clothing, he picked Tetsuaiga up and climbed under the heavy blankets. It was even more comfortable than Kagome’s bed had been. He felt himself drifting off rapidly.
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